Good afternoon, Thursday.
Last night I stood in the rain for about four hours to see Liam Gallagher. And I'd do it all again.
He played along with Richard Ashcroft, another favorite, and it felt properly English/Glastonbury to be standing in a pair of Wellies in the mud while British flags waved. My husband was working late and his best friend gallantly agreed to try and tough out the rain with me, but ended up bailing at the end of Ashcroft's performance, which ended in an epic "Drugs Don't Work". Big mistake. Huge.
Because it stopped raining during Liam's set and he did not disappoint. Maven watchers know how much I live for Liam. I wouldn't have missed it for the world. The parka was on. The attitude was there. The iconic mike stance was in full effect. It was everything. And it made me realize that no matter how old I am, I am forever a fan girl when it come to music. It's hard for me to imagine life without it, it's so important to me and continues to inspire me to this day. And I'm glad I didn't bail because of the weather. It was worth a slight case of the chills mixed with a bit of sweat. Thank goodness for Hunter boots.
So on this TBT, let's love up on Liam. I'm still dreaming of his awesome set, short and sweet but altogether lovely. He truly is a rock and roll star. A little older, perhaps a little wiser, but still, very much Liam. And I'd hang in most weather or other pesky situations to show my love and support. That signature voice and snarl and attitude is still so on point. And it speaks to me and all the other loons in the audience who hung on his every word. Liam's gonna live forever.
Here's a clip of one of my fav songs off his latest albums. The song's called "For What It's Worth", and it's totally worth it. I love him forever and ever. He played it last night and it was biblical.
Cause that's what's up this Brit poppy Thursday in the 212. Yours, in bittersweet symphonies. XO